Hurricane (then turned into Tropical Storm) Sandy did a good number on my local area. Which seemed surreal for me. My house was barely affected by the storm. Some blown transformers in the area and occasionally surges, but nothing disastrous.
But when I was told on Monday that Staples was closed, and then again yesterday, I was a little surprised at the widespread devastation around the local area. Then I drove up to Quakertown.
Downed trees, street lights off for miles, store signs blown to smithereens, telephone poles ripped to the ground from uprooted trees, whole shopping centers in the black.
Sometimes, I get a "home bubble" when I get stuck inside. Even though I read the reports and Facebook updates of friends, it still feels miles away from me. Not a block up and around the corner (where a tree was practically thrown across the front lawn of a nearby house). We have yet to find out the situation with our shore house down in Ocean City, NJ. My dad is fully prepared to lose everything on the first floor.
And with this storm came cold, biting weather. The kind that forces people to finally turn on their heaters and huddle around them. The kind of cold that freezes your toes and no amount of shuffling them under your covers will warm them again. Normally, I love this weather. But this was brought about with damp and dreary wetness, which only accentuates the cold in the air.
Now I have to remind myself that I need to be ready to leave for work five minutes earlier, just to defrost my car.
In other news, at midnight tonight, NaNoWriMo starts in earnest. I have a few writing buddies to join me on the journey and hopefully I'll stick to my schedule. I know as of late, my discipline has been lacking. So, to keep myself in check, I wrote up a calendar and forced myself to schedule time for writing. It sounds so childish to me, but I need to do it.
As of tomorrow, every day at 10pm, I will retreat to my room, plug in my headphones, and write until I can't write anymore. I have a pretty insane goal this time around: rewrite Unity. That should be easy, right?
Well, for those that weren't around last time, Unity is over 102,000 words on its own. That's close to 15,000 more words than Genesis. And in this rewrite, I know many, many words will be added on. My goal during November is to rewrite Unity in its entirety.
Wish me luck, fellow Wrimos, and I hope to see you on the battlefield of writing.
Happy adventuring!
Currently Reading: Hood by Stephen Lawhead
Currently Listening to: "Hope Will Lead Us On" by Barlowgirl
P.S. - Barlowgirl is one of my favorite bands. For 10 years, they've inspired me, encouraged me, and helped me through the darkest times and given me voice in the joyful times. Their concert was one of the most love-filled events I've ever been to, and I'm sad to see them go. I do, however, look forward to where God takes them next. If you've never listened to their music, I highly encourage you to look into them. You'll be glad you did.
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